Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

"Unfortunately, this thing is envied by the heavens. Otherwise, if it had been continuously refined, it might have become a magical treasure or divine weapon after several generations."

[After you shattered the void, to prevent unforeseen circumstances, the will of Heaven forbids any living being from breaking through this boundary for six hundred years.]

[The primordial energy of this realm only flows in and never out, leading to the great flourishing of martial arts and the accelerated growth of the Heavenly Dao.]

You have formed a karmic connection with the Heavenly Dao of this world.

You have become the source of cultivation in this world.

After glancing at the several young girls surrounding Liu Ruolan in amazement, Su Yuchen knew that he would never have the chance to see her again.

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After waving away the girls, Su Yuchen sat cross-legged in meditation. Robot No. 8 stood motionless at the door, utterly devoid of human presence.

In the middle of the night, Su Yuchen frowned, and the next second, a sword intent and killing intent flashed by nearby; the once noisy inn immediately became quiet, except for a few barks from dogs.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed past in the next room, and two completely different sword intents appeared for a moment. Then a muffled groan was heard, and one of the figures quickly disappeared into the distance.

Immediately afterward, Xia Zhu appeared in a flash and disappeared into the courtyard, and everything returned to tranquility.

Xiao Shiyilang, a disciple of Sigu Jian, was nearby and, after a chance encounter, decided to test your origins.

[After Xiao Shiyilang was severely injured by Xia Zhu's sword and returned to Donghai Sword City, he indirectly helped Si Gu Jian confirm Ye Liu's words.]

[Si Gu Jian will not allow the Ming Kingdom to produce another Grandmaster, so he has decided to join forces with Ku Zhu Zi to deliver their strongest blow.]

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The next day, as dawn broke, Su Yuchen and his group set off.

The bustling market town of last night is now deserted except for a handful of people. The stalls that used to be there are now completely empty, as if everything from last night was just an illusion.

"This place is a deserted market at night, and during the day it is used as a resting place for merchants and travelers."

"However, apart from large caravans, most people wouldn't choose to stay here, except for those fools, of course."

Dongmei explained.

"Why?" Liu Ruolan asked.

Dongmei thought for a moment and said, "Because this is where sheep are slaughtered."

"Slaughtering a sheep?"

“It’s… a two-legged sheep,” Dongmei said.

After a moment's thought, Liu Ruolan couldn't help but turn pale.

Facing her gaze, Dongmei nodded and said, "We can't eat the meat here. So we'll only eat vegetarian noodles."

Liu Ruolan immediately understood what the meat was and couldn't help but gag.

Dongmei and Qiuju exchanged a glance and immediately started gagging. Su Yuchen glanced at them indifferently, and seeing that the girl was alright, he didn't care.

"Young Master, the person last night had a ninth-grade cultivation level, and his swordsmanship was also the Si Gu Jian style. He should be Si Gu Jian's disciple." Xia Zhu's voice rang out from outside.

Su Yuchen responded, "This person is Si Gu Jian's youngest disciple. His sword intent is so pure, and he is the most likely to break through to the Grandmaster level. It's a pity..."

Xia Zhu didn't ask him how he knew that person was Si Gu Jian's disciple, and she also knew what he was regretting. Without guidance, relying solely on Si Gu Jian's foolishness, he could only leave his breakthrough to the Grandmaster level to fate.

The group had only been walking for a short while, before the sun had even risen and in the biting morning wind, when several figures appeared by the roadside ahead; upon seeing the carriage approaching, the leader among them immediately bowed deeply.

Without saying a word, the man quietly placed a wooden box on the ground, then leaped into the woods by the roadside and quickly disappeared into the forest.

With a flicker of the curtain, Qiuju had already landed in front of the wooden box. The gold and silver bracelet on her wrist fell rapidly and landed on the wooden box, where it transformed into a small snake hissing and flicking its tongue. Its bright red eyes stared at the wooden box for a moment before leaping up and coiling around Qiuju's wrist.

After opening the wooden box and taking a look, Qiuju returned to the car with a smile and said, "Young Master, it's a blood ginseng, and it's at least sixty or seventy years old."

As she spoke, she opened the wooden box, revealing a blood-red ginseng of exceptional quality. She put it away only after Su Yuchen nodded.

Zhang Yi, outside the carriage, said, "They're from the same group as that kid from last night. They probably want to make peace with us. The leader is already at the peak of the seventh rank and could step into the eighth rank at any time."

Xia Zhu said, "When I attacked Si Gu Jian's disciple last night, there were quite a few people nearby. They should have been there and saw it."

Su Yuchen didn't interfere, letting them analyze and handle the situation themselves. By the time they understood the whole story, the group had already arrived at a small town along the official road.

After entering the city through the city gate, it was nearly noon, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets. Many shops were closed even during the day. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians would pass by, either hurrying along or looking numb.

I randomly chose a restaurant, and when I went up to the second floor, I found myself in a series of private rooms separated by bamboo curtains.

We ordered a table full of food and drinks, and listened to the news coming from the restaurant while we ate...

Only then did I realize that, because the emperor was far away, the county magistrate here not only squeezed every last drop of tax from the land, but also created all sorts of pretexts to collect taxes in various ways. It was as if he would collect taxes even on a sunny day, when it was raining.

In addition, the area is close to the mountains, so many people had no choice but to go up the mountain, and thus the place became a famous bandit town.

"How could they do this?" Liu Ruolan said angrily.

Seeing the others eating with their heads down and indifferent expressions, Liu Ruolan couldn't help but feel discouraged.

However, as the group left, Liu Ruolan's complexion improved. It wasn't until the next day that the constables and yamen runners in the county government discovered that "Da Qingtian" (Master Sunny Day), his advisor, the county magistrate, the registrar, the clerk, and several other officials had all died suddenly while drinking.

I heard that firecrackers were set off here for three days in a row, and the city was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums.

Chapter 519 The Person in the Melody

You've shown this little girl too much darkness; she should also see the beauty of the world.

Having witnessed too much darkness, we should yearn for the light.

Do you really want to become the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation?

Su Yuchen opened his eyes, glanced at the few somewhat listless girls, and immediately activated his divine sense, bringing everything within a radius of seven hundred miles into his 'eyes'.

Without a sound, the road the carriage was traveling on changed.

As dusk fell, a large city finally came into view. Due to its proximity to the ocean, the air here was even more humid.

Entering the city through the city gate, as dusk fell, lanterns were already hung in the shops along the street. A few young girls huddled together, lifting a corner of the curtain to see a bustling crowd of pedestrians with happy faces. The shops on both sides were also teeming with people, and the shopkeepers were busy welcoming and seeing off customers.

Along the streets, willows with hardly any fallen leaves swayed gently in the wind, creating a scene reminiscent of the line, "Suddenly I turned around, and there she was, in the dim light."

Seeing this, the girls unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their hearts.

Not far away, in a brightly lit area, a restaurant stands prominently, its high floors adorned with lanterns, and the area is bustling with activity.

Such a stark contrast dispelled the last trace of gloom in the girls' minds, and they began to discuss it with great interest.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a waiter came to greet them. When he saw Su Yuchen surrounded by a group of young girls, he smiled broadly and, without asking any questions, led the group upstairs.

If the first floor is for regular customers, then the second floor is for rows of private rooms, which are chosen by people of some status; and from the third floor onwards, each floor has only one private room in each of the four corners.

"Young master, only the Hundred Flowers Hall on this floor is still open, would you like to?" the waiter asked.

Su Yuchen nodded, and the waiter immediately opened the door. There was a Suzhou embroidery screen in front of him, which was embroidered with a picture of a hundred flowers.

Passing the screen, there are several elegant seats surrounding a tea table. A seven-stringed zither is placed on the tea table. A few steps away is a wooden window facing the street. Under the window is a table. On the table, several winter plum blossoms are blooming in the wind in a porcelain vase, and a fragrance of flowers wafts over.

The writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone were already laid out on the table. In the painting vat on one side, there were several unopened scrolls. On the wall were several paintings of winter plum blossoms, withered bamboo and autumn chrysanthemums, each with its own merits and lifelike. They were obviously the work of famous artists.

To the left is a row of display shelves, on which are displayed genuine and fake antiques and porcelain, which can test your eyesight and become a topic of conversation;

The corner and the display shelves conveniently conceal the area further inside, where there are three round wooden tables. These tables are perfect for eating, drinking, and playing drinking games, while also ensuring privacy for conversations. In short, every aspect is designed to make you feel very comfortable.

The central atrium on the third floor offers a glimpse into the bustling activity on the first floor and allows you to hear lively conversations from the ground floor, yet it remains quiet without being noisy. It is a place where tranquility is found amidst the noise, and interest is found in tranquility.

After looking him over, Su Yuchen nodded.

The waiter stood at the door with a smile on his face. He clapped his hands, and a group of maids in green robes slowly stepped forward, displaying trays to everyone. Looking at them, the trays had wooden plaques on them, displaying a dazzling array of items, from dried fruit platters to cold and hot dishes and wines.

Su Yuchen didn't care and let the girls chatter and choose what they liked. Once they finished choosing, the waiter took his leave, leaving only two maids in green to guard the door.

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"Did you bring us here specifically?"

Beside the courtyard, the intelligent Liu Ruolan understood what was going on after only a moment's thought.

"There's no rush to get somewhere. I'll show you the world's many facets; it's not all darkness, there's beauty too," Su Yuchen said calmly.

Liu Ruolan followed his gaze and looked through the courtyard. She could see the brightly lit first floor, bustling with people. There were ordinary people, martial arts practitioners, and street performers singing and dancing on stage.

If the performance is good and the lyrics are sung well, people will inevitably cheer loudly. One person's cheers often attract many diners to cheer as well, creating a scene of peace and prosperity.

Su Yuchen and Liu Ruolan leaned against the railing, each with their own senses.

"Once I reach the ninth rank, I also want to travel around and see the light and darkness," Liu Ruolan said softly.

Su Yuchen agreed, saying, "Reading ten thousand books is good, but so is traveling ten thousand miles. If it can be recorded, it will be a good thing for future generations. Let's call it 'Liu Ruolan's Travels'."

"Writing a book?" Liu Ruolan asked in surprise.

"In this world, it's not easy to travel far. Most people spend their whole lives busy, but they only stay within a few dozen miles, and they've never even set foot in a county town."

"Although I don't leave the manor, I know you are a talented woman from the capital. Wouldn't it be a good thing to write a travelogue and let the world know what their world is like thousands of miles away?"

"At the very least, let your descendants know that you were once a person who traveled the world, not someone who was raised in seclusion and complained without cause."

“You and your brother are equally unconventional,” Liu Ruolan said.

Su Yuchen smiled, thinking to himself, what's so unconventional about this? In the old days of this world, countless girls would have been shouting "freedom of marriage" and "the world is so big, I want to see it."

However, there's no need to tell the young girl any of this.

Looking back, several little girls were pointing and gesturing outside the window, clearly wanting to give the siblings some time and space.

Su Yuchen glanced at the seven-stringed zither on the tea table, walked over and sat down. After a moment of contemplation with his eyes closed, Su Yuchen gently plucked a string, producing a clear and melodious "dong..." sound.

Seeing the few girls who had gathered around, Su Yuchen smiled slightly and placed his hands on the strings...

"Years ago, someone composed the music for 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.' Later, by chance, that person gave me a copy of the sheet music. Over the years, I've been so busy that I haven't had a chance to look back at it. Today, I'd like to take this opportunity to play a piece for you to hear."

As Su Yuchen plucked the strings, the melodious music was crisp and pleasant, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, bringing joy to the listener.

At first, the music flowed gently like a mountain spring, soothing and refreshing, poetic and picturesque, dreamlike and enchanting, as if a scroll was slowly unfolding before one's eyes...

In the scene, a lonely and aloof young man sits in a pavilion surrounded by books, accompanied only by the gentle breeze and the bright moon. Although the scene is cold and desolate, one can feel the young man's love for life and his pursuit of knowledge. The loneliness and aloofness, along with his tender love, create a strong emotional conflict.

As the fingers paused, the music suddenly soared, and streams of true energy dispersed like clouds and mist. The music was passionate and surging, like ten thousand horses galloping, making one's blood boil.

Amidst the music, a figure in a bright red palace dress appeared before them, exuding an aura of dominance and arrogance that everyone could feel.

The next second, the music rose even higher, and two figures, one in green and one in red, collided fiercely. With every move, flowing water and falling leaves became their weapons, and everything in the world was at their disposal. With an exhilarating impact, the magnificent waterfall behind them seemed to become merely a backdrop.

As the two figures, who seemed to dominate the martial world, descended, the lingering sound of the zither echoed in the empty valley...

The figure in the crimson palace gown had vanished, leaving only a young man in a green robe facing the secluded valley. As the last syllable faded, with a soft sigh, the young man in the green robe disappeared in a flash…

Chapter 520 Glazed Golden Mountain

Half an incense stick later, a melody fell silent, plunging the area within a radius of dozens of miles into stillness.

With a thought, Su Yuchen saw that Xia Zhu, being close to the source, was captivated by the various sword techniques within the music and had fallen into cultivation. What surprised him most was that Dong Mei, who had always been well-read, had actually fallen into enlightenment because of the music.

With a sweep of his divine eye, he saw countless energies in the city. Among them, two blade lights and one sword light, though as faint as fireflies, were more active than the other energies and were advancing towards the ninth rank.

Xia Zhu comprehends the sword intent within your zither, continuing her path of martial arts. With the favor of Heaven, she ultimately becomes a grandmaster of swordsmanship in this world.

【With your guidance in playing the zither, Dongmei can comprehend the Way of Music and become a grandmaster】

[Someone has been inspired by your music and martial arts spirit, evoking images of chivalry, battles, and the joys and sorrows of life, leading to advancement in your martial arts.]

Feeling the joy that permeated the heavens, Su Yuchen's primordial spirit progressed faster and faster through the eighth revolution, but he was still just a little short.

"The eighth transformation of the Yang God is the limit of this realm?" Su Yuchen suddenly realized.

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"it is good……"

After a long while, a loud shout came from inside the restaurant. No one knew who it was, but the first person to cheer started. Instantly, it was like a surging wave crashing against the shore, churning up thousands of piles of snow, causing cheers to rise and fall continuously. Some people even came out of their private rooms to look in this direction.

The sound startled Su Yuchen, as well as Xia Zhu and the others. Dongmei's originally arrogant aura paused and finally stopped at the ninth rank.

Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, and he stood up and walked towards the door. He released and then withdrew his ninth-rank aura as quickly as he did so, like a tiger falling into a flock of sheep. Those who originally intended to come and make friends bowed and retreated one after another.

Recalling the words in the narration, Su Yuchen pondered for a moment, then reached out and summoned the long sword from Xia Zhu's sleeve into his hand...

"You are able to comprehend the sword techniques within the music, and your future achievements are limitless. This sword is just ordinary and will inevitably slow you down."

As he spoke, a five-colored light flashed at Su Yuchen's fingertip, and a golden light appeared on the longsword, which was originally just a sharp weapon. The golden light showed a chilling sharpness, flowing like water on the sword and disappearing in an instant.

Looking at the sword, whose sharpness was concealed and whose appearance was even worse than before, Su Yuchen nodded and tossed the longsword to Xia Zhu.